There is more to it than that. When they say our budget is 19 billion that doesn’t include other revenue streams like money from the fed, fuel taxes, revenue from oil, and coal. Our total spending is 28 billion.

OK total spending is 21 billion.

So the difference is only about 25%. The reason Malloy needs to tax us 3x more than the good people of Oklahoma is probably because we don’t have any oil or coal.

I agree that he should keep his fucking nose out of the Deflatriots’ and the NFL’s business.

As do I, but I find it rather interesting that THIS is the one time he thinks they should stay out of. This slimy fucktard is the worst attention whore in the country and is constantly looking to get himself involved in whatever is the big news of the day just for a little camera time.

Paula took a road trip to Boston yesterday to see Garth Brooks. She brought her step-mom and our little guy. They sat behind a few guys wearing empty Coors Light 12 pack boxes as hats. Right before the concert began one of the guys removed his beer box hat and vomited in it. The little guy’s eyes were as big as saucers watching all this unfold.

I used to make an extra quarter for delivering a paper for a kid too scared to bring it to a house with a dog. Our routes overlapped and he wouldn’t take me up on my offer to just switch a customer so he could stop giving me quarters. I think we got a nickel per paper back then. His cynophobia gave him arithmophobia.

Dan was bitten by a dog while walking the golf course. Medium sized dog with a history of biting golfers, joggers, and walkers that used the golf cart tracks. Lots of shots. A jogger eventually pepper sprayed the dog.

Scott, we really have to watch for her. She bumps into stuff or she seems to smell obstacles at the last minute. We have to lift her on the sofa and the bed. She can’t see to jump up anymore. MA swipes Gingy’s treats if we don’t hand feed Gingy.

Got bit in the shoulder by a German shepherd when I was 8 but I don’t blame the dog too much, we were in that swing thing on a swingset with the chairs and we swung right into the dog when she was walkin behind us… smacked the shit outta her so she took it out on me.

Hahaha Roamy. We were at the Columbus Zoo and a school field trip was there. Kids were taunting the elephants. Elephant used its trunk to gather up poop and flung it at the group of boys. It was epic!!! One of my favorite memories.

“Neighbors had a Chihuahua mix that would bite me whenever I tried to feed it.”
roamy – those things have got to be the meanest and dumbest damned dogs in the world – they rival Siamese cats in cantankerousness, and jay carney in singularity of purpose….

Friend of mine from work, and next-door neighbor when in our first house, used to jog around ‘the block’ (out in the sticks, so about four city blocks) when we got off swing-shift.
On about the third block, a Dobie came after him snarling and barking. Running full-tilt.
Glen stopped, pulled his Browning, and killed the dog, then continued his run.
We never heard a thing about it…

Here’s a thought. Coumo shut down the Morland corruption commission last year because it was getting too close to Shel Silver. But almost instantly, the FBI was on the case, and they’ve busted Silver. Which, of course, has a shitload of people looking askance at Coumo.

We’ve already seen the Dems using lawfare to attack Perry, Christie, and Scott Walker. What if one of them is using it (quite slyly) to trim back any presidential thoughts of Coumo? How hard would it be for a certain elderly female Democrat to urge the FBI to investigate corruption in NY?

Of course, I also need to schedule trips to Chicago to visit friends and museums, TX, because Texas! and Alabama to visit friends and family. And San Diego. I get there twice a year for hookers and booze.

Miss Utsunomiya Shion, I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for ransom or breast reduction, I can tell you I don’t have money.

But what I do have are a very particular set of skills, boobie loving skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a very fun evening for people like you.

If you Twitchfacechimpgram me a picture of your nipples now, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will motor boat you.

Rosie! How’s the boy? The dogs?
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Jenn, there’s a PT boat, and a Landing Craft, Infantry tied up on the river. I *think* they’re on the west side of town, but I’m not sure. I can toss you a couple links if you’re interested. I’ve just always had a fascination with smaller combatants.

Daisy is on Xanax now because she’s excessively “special” but it seems to have calmed her down which was necessary. Apparently she was born without a brain.

Floyd is perpetually chilling like Gilligan, out on an island. For a guy with no balls he’s a pretty happy dude.

I picked Henry up from school the other day and we were driving home during bad traffic which I can’t stand because all other people that drive when I drive are fucking idiots.

I got boxed in behind a 3-foot tall octogenarian woman driving a Ford Focus going 7 miles an hour. I was behind her for 15 minutes which nearly gave me a heart attack.

When I could get the fuck around her dumbass I looked over and said “WHAT ARE YOU, A DUNCE???” Henry laughed and laughed and laughed and said that 100 times during the rest of our ride home. Apparently the first time you hear the word ‘dunce’, it’s the best thing ever.

When we got home Mrs.Rosetta said something to Henry that I don’t recall exactly but his response was “WHAT ARE YOU, A DUNCE???”

He and I both laughed about that when we were in time-out on our quiet chairs.

In the news here, Detroit Water Department didn’t take in as much money as it planned (water usage down, probably based on the fact that people are moving out of the city) – so they’re going to put a surcharge onto everyone’s bill to make it up.

GENIUS. I’m going to start adding a surcharge to my customer’s bills. You know, to make up for slow nights.

Mare’s Musings

February 18, 2018

I’ll tell you, I had to turn the Olympics off last night. The gay overload with the gay flags and gayness and the gay skier and the all about gay was too much for me. How does being gay have ANYTHING to do with skiing unless you’re purposefully landing on a pole?